Christmas in Iceland: Rotted fish, 13 trolls and no sign of Santa By JIM WALSH Courier-Post Staff Oh, those wonderful Christmas traditions! The rotten fish and mushy potatoes. The deadly attacks by a fiendish beast. And late-night visits from a guy named Meat-hook, skulking in your kid's bedroom. OK, maybe not in your house. Not in mine, either, I hope. But definitely in Iceland. Now, let me digress for readers thinking, "Hey, this is South Jersey's newspaper. Why are you writing about the suburban North Pole?" Well, today's column started as an exploration of eggnog, which is local enough. How...